A Date With Markiplier (Mini-Series)

Wilford's Ending

        "Make your choice, (Y/N)-"

        "-Oh, hello Dark.... What are you doing here?" A man said. The man who had been terrorizing you for years turned around, the slightest of frowns creasing his brow.

        You hadn't ever even known Dark's name.

        There was a man almost identical to the word standing next to Dark, a childish look in his eyes and a large grin crossing his features. He looked a bit... odd... but there wasn't much to say about a man that sports a pink moustache as well as suspenders so casually. Somehow, though, the guy was seeming to pull the look off quite nicely.

        The new guy's eyes darted to yours, and in a single moment, his grin widened.

        "Hello there! I know you!" His head cocked to the side, looking at Dark. "How do I know her? Have we met before?"

        Did Dark look... nervous?

        "Yes, Will, the two of you have met before."

        "Oh."

        "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get here, old friend? This is a private place, after all."

        Will bounced slightly on his heels, his eyes closing with how wide his smile was. "Can't keep anything from me, Dark! I know you too well," he scolded.

        "I suppose that's true." 

        You would have expected Dark to have been annoyed with a man like that- Will obviously adored him- but there was a sort of softness you had assumed Dark only reserved for special occasions when the two spoke. Like they had a history deeper than your understanding.

        "Are you two on a date?" Will asked obviously, looking back and forth between you and his friend. You facepalmed mentally, and Dark was appearing to do the same.

        "... As a matter of fact, Will... I was just leaving."

        "So soon? But it's almost dinner!" Will observed. "Surely you wouldn't leave such lovely a lady out on her own, traversing the streets? And especially not on today of all days, Dark." Dark rolled his eyes, grabbing Will by his bowtie and turning the man so that both of their backs faced you. He whispered something into Will's ear, the other letting out a small squeak and a giggle.

        Both faced you again, Dark clasping the front of his suit and Will fussing at his bowtie.

        "I'm leaving. Finish the date with Will, if you care to."

        You could almost swear he shot Will a wink as he disappeared into the shadows. A slight blush tinted Will's cheeks as he strode forward, clutching your hand and giving it a kiss.

        "Wilford Warfstache, mi'lady. Terribly sorry about the interruption, but what can you do?" Despite your confusion, you let out a small laugh.

        "(Y/N)."

        "A beautiful name for a beautiful woman," Will replied smoothly. He offered you his arm, which you took gladly.

        Had Dark been setting you up the entire time?

        "Honestly Wilford, I can't wait to get started..."

(A/N: I'm actually thinking about writing two more- one for Jack, one for Anti. Or it could be another ego... let me know in the comments?)